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Summer Rain…

Posted in beautiful, happyness, Home, Life, Me, rain, randomness, Uncategorized on 06/22/2010 by asante

Yesterday was technically/literally/officially the first day of the Summer season.

But when I was a kid…

I grew up in Silver Spring, Maryland.

The summer I was to turn 10, the weather acclimated itself to a frightening, but beautiful routine.

Every afternoon, at around 3:00-4:00pm, we would be blessed with a violent, amazing thunderstorm.

It was like clockwork.

Sitting by the large bay window of my kitchen, or the thinly veiled window of my front door, I would be rewarded every afternoon with a splendid display of torrential rains, exhilarating light displays, and the deafening thrill of an early evening thunderstorm.

At the time, the regular occurrence helped me get over my fear of the boom-clash-boom-clash of nature’s angry daily exhibit.

But today, I miss the regularity. These days, I spend almost every one of my adult afternoons basking in the oppressive, dense Atlanta heat, hoping and praying for the beautiful reprieve of a real afternoon thunderstorm. But as of now, these days, I have rarely gotten the chance to see such an awe-inspiring sight.

Tonight, I hear the rumbling-bumblings of a short-lived late storm quickly passing through. Sadly, it’s just not the same.

Maybe next summer.


"I know to you, it might sound strange…."

Posted in happyness, rain, randomness on 09/16/2009 by asante

I have always loved it when it rained.

Today I was lucky enough to have it be raining both when I left and when I got home (I spend most of my work day inside an office with no windows lol) and it made me strangely happy. Yeah, I know it’s strange, black girls and rain are supposed to be mortal enemies (one more point for natural hair :) But ever since I was a kid, once I got over the thunder and lightning thing, I was hooked.

I used to sit up nights when it was raining hard and watch lightning, and I’d sleep like a baby after. And even a few minutes ago, my walk home from the bus stop, as soggy as it was, was unbelievably relaxing. After the loooong day that I had (while it was rewarding, I had a late-starting, long, emotional interview today) just walking home, getting my feet wet in a puddle and hearing the rain hitting my umbrella was awfully rejuvenating.